Yiyang Marquis Manor, main hall.

Zhang Shihao's gaze was instantly drawn to the beautiful, graceful, and exquisite figure.

Feng Fang, who had entered the main hall, watched Zhang Shihao's eyes linger on his daughter.

A proud smile appeared on Feng Fang's face, and he stroked his beard, chuckling, "Xin'er, why don't you come and greet This Marquis? This Marquis's martial arts are unparalleled, and his troop training is unmatched. He is deeply valued and trusted by His Majesty. When you enter the palace later, you will need to rely on This Marquis often."

Hearing her father's words, Feng Xin'er, with her exquisite and gentle beauty, looked at Zhang Shihao, who was seated at the head of the table.

Unlike the effeminate and cunning appearance of a Eunuch she had imagined.

What met her eyes was a tall, handsome young man with strikingly heroic and well-defined features.

"Is... is this a Eunuch?"

Feng Xin'er, who had been feeling melancholic, looked at Zhang Shihao, her beautiful eyes wide, as if in disbelief.

"Xin'er, what are you still gawking at? Hurry and greet This Marquis!"

Seeing his daughter motionless, staring blankly at Zhang Shihao and not bowing, Feng Fang frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Ah, alright, Xin'er greets This Marquis."

Startled by her father's voice, Feng Xin'er quickly composed herself and immediately bowed to Zhang Shihao.

At this point, Feng Fang's face finally showed a smile, and he said to Zhang Shihao, whose gaze was still on his daughter, "This Marquis, although Xin'er doesn't have too many schemes, she is kind-hearted and absolutely obedient. Of course, as for her appearance, what does This Marquis think?"

After Feng Fang finished speaking, Feng Xin'er immediately became nervous, her slender, fair hands clutching the corner of her clothes, looking utterly at a loss.

"Not bad, not bad. This Marquis truly didn't expect that there would actually be such a woman right beside him."

A moment of silence filled the hall, then Zhang Shihao, from his seat at the head, seemed to take a deep breath, and his voice of praise slowly rang out.

Listening to Zhang Shihao's words, the satisfied and proud smile on Feng Fang's face grew wider. As for the rather reserved Feng Xin'er, a blush appeared on her exquisitely beautiful face.

"Then, may I ask if This Marquis would be willing to acknowledge Xin'er as his younger sister?"

Feng Fang asked with a smile.

However, in response to Feng Fang's inquiry, Zhang Shihao did not immediately answer. Instead, his gaze remained fixed on the exquisitely beautiful and gentle woman.

Indeed, it was only then that Zhang Shihao realized that this daughter of Feng Fang was none other than Consort Feng!

Name: Feng Xin'er (historically known as Consort Feng)

Age: 17

Strategy: 61 (One-star potential, not yet at peak, continuing to grow...)

Politics: 61 (One-star potential, leans towards internal affairs, continuing to grow...)

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Height: 168cm (Epiphyseal line not closed, can continue to grow taller...)

Weight: 51.5 kg

Charm: 101 (A clear, graceful, and captivating beauty!)

Affection (towards Host): 72 (She is currently anxious about various matters after entering the palace. Knowing that the Host will be her reliance in the palace, she feels very uneasy, but her first impression of the Host is good. Please continue to work hard...)

Character Quality: Pure, kind, gentle nature

Character Evaluation: This is a pure, kind, and graceful beauty of captivating allure. She doesn't have many other thoughts in her heart and hasn't seen the wickedness of the world. But when her heart is devoted to one person, she will do her utmost to give all her boundless tenderness to that person.

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Looking at the gentle and exquisite Feng Xin'er, acknowledging her as a younger sister immediately piqued Zhang Shihao's interest.

"Xin'er is a beauty of unparalleled charm, and her looks are exquisite. This Marquis is naturally pleased to accept Xin'er as his younger sister."

"However, if younger sister Xin'er is to enter the palace, This Marquis thinks it would be better to go through General He Jin's quota for entering the palace."

Suddenly, Zhang Shihao said with a smile in the main hall.

Feng Fang, who was originally delighted to hear Zhang Shihao accept his daughter as a younger sister, was suddenly stunned when Zhang Shihao said his daughter should go through He Jin. The next moment, he frowned deeply and said, "Why is that?"

Looking at the deeply furrowed brow of Feng Fang, Zhang Shihao smiled faintly and said,

"Currently, there are only two forces in the palace: one is the Ten Attendants, and the other is the Empress and General He Jin."

"This Marquis came out of Changle Palace and can be considered one of the Empress's people. Since Commandant Feng wants younger sister Xin'er to enter the palace, then naturally she should also belong to the Empress."

"Currently, the Empress and the Ten Attendants are gathering Meiren to compete for favor. Zhang Rang's Consort Zou, upon entering the palace, was deeply favored by His Majesty and was conferred the title of Consort Zou. I'm afraid the Empress and General He Jin are anxious now. At this time, younger sister Xin'er entering the palace would just solve General He Jin's headache."

"Of course, Commandant Feng, please rest assured. Since This Marquis has acknowledged younger sister Xin'er as his younger sister, then, in the palace, he will naturally protect younger sister Xin'er well. Furthermore, the Empress and General He Jin, knowing that younger sister Xin'er is This Marquis's younger sister, will not make things difficult for her."

Zhang Shihao looked at Feng Fang and explained with a faint smile.

"This..."

Listening to Zhang Shihao's words, Feng Fang's expression immediately became uncertain.

It even turned slightly unsightly.

Zhang Shihao actually still listened to the Empress and General He Jin?

Shouldn't Zhang Shihao, like Zhang Rang, Zhao Zhong, and the other Ten Attendants, form his own faction in the palace?

Clearly, Zhang Shihao's plan for his daughter, Feng Xin'er, greatly displeased Feng Fang.

Because, in Feng Fang's plan.

Zhang Shihao should form his own faction in the palace.

Even if he didn't have one now.

His daughter, a beauty of unparalleled charm, entering the palace and becoming Zhang Shihao's sworn sister, was also an opportunity for Zhang Shihao to break away from the Empress and establish his own power!

Only if Zhang Shihao established his own faction, supported his daughter, and gained Liu Hong's favor, could Feng Fang rise rapidly through the ranks. Perhaps, he could even covet General He Jin's position.

His daughter, Feng Fang, was no worse than Empress He Lian. Why couldn't she aspire to the position of Empress?

His daughter as Empress, Zhang Shihao running rampant in the imperial palace, replacing Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong, and Feng Fang replacing General He Jin's position—wouldn't that be good?

But now, what was Zhang Shihao saying?

He, Zhang Shihao, was one of the Empress and General He Jin's people!

He wanted his daughter to also enter the palace via General He Jin's route, to assist the Empress in competing for favor?

If that were the case, no matter how favored his daughter, Feng Fang, was in the palace, the Empress would always be above her.

No matter how strong Feng Fang's connections were, He Jin would always be above him.

It must be said that this was a completely different level from Feng Fang's plans and ambitions.

However, even though he was extremely unwilling, he couldn't refute Zhang Shihao!

Although it wasn't as good as he had imagined, with his daughter entering the palace, Feng Fang could still have a smooth career.

"Everything will be arranged as This Marquis sees fit!"

Feng Fang forced a smile onto his stiff face.

"Hmm, in that case, This Marquis will speak with the Empress and General He Jin."

Taking in Feng Fang's expression, Zhang Shihao smiled unperturbedly.